Carefree Scholar

A few people naturally don’t know. After seeing the two poems that were circulated in Fucheng yesterday, Yang Yanzhou has not much hope for today’s poem meeting.
　　 He was recognized as the number one talented man in Qing’an Prefecture, and he naturally had extremely confident in poems, but his confidence was shaken yesterday.
　　 The song “Nian Nu Jiao” is okay. Although it can be regarded as a great song, he still has the confidence to make a better one, but the “moon under the moon” which “toast to invite the bright moon, to the shadow of three people” “Drink Alone”, even he was truly surprised.
　　 Yang Yanzhou’s poems are very popular in Qing’an Prefecture, but in fact, he also has high attainments in writing poems. The first reading of this poem gives him a feeling similar to the famous works left by predecessors. Can’t give birth to any thoughts to compare.
　　 A similar feeling had appeared a month ago.
　　 When I heard the song “The Magpie Bridge Immortal” for the first time, Yang Yanzhou was at the Qixi Festival Poetry Meeting, and he had just written the first sentence of his words. After that… he couldn’t write it anymore.
　　Beads and jade in front, as the number one gifted scholar, if Yang Yanzhou’s poetry cannot surpass the song “The Magpie Bridge Immortal”, it would be better not to write it.
　　 It’s that Shen Zhao is even more unlucky. A Qixi poem has already been well received by everyone. When encountering the sentence “If the love is long, how will it be in the morning and evening”, it will be like a firefly Huobi’s Haoyue was instantly eclipsed, and no one paid attention anymore.
　　 Afterwards, Shen Zhao ripped the proud work to pieces, and publicly announced that he would not make Qixi poems in the future. Although Yang Yanzhou has not said similar words, he will write Qixi poems in the future, fearing that it will only be a private pastime. It will not be used for comment.
　　 is not only for the two of them, but for the literary world in the future, Qixi Ci will be a taboo that those talented people will not touch easily.
　　 After that night, although Yang Yanzhou had the intention to get acquainted with the talented man who wrote “The Magpie Bridge Fairy”, he never saw him, and now he still feels no small regret.
　　 Afterwards, some people mentioned that person to him and Shen Zhao, faintly suggesting that the other person is the number one talented scholar in Qing’an. Yang Yanzhou didn’t care much about it. A Qixi poem could not explain anything. Some poems are mediocre people, and occasionally they can make people feel amazing.
　　 Yang Yanzhou can be recognized by so many people, naturally, he has some ability, and he doesn’t feel that he is weaker than that person. However, in any case, such a person is already worthy of his acquaintance.
　　 When he was thinking about these things in his mind, someone had already walked over not far away. Hearing the gradual sound of footsteps, Yang Yanzhou turned his head and saw a young talent coming over here.
　　 “Brother Wan…”
　　 The other party is also a very famous talent in Qing’an Prefecture. Yang Yanzhou arched his hand to him and said hello.
　　After the other party bowed his hand to return the gift, he said with some curiosity: “I was there just now. I saw Brother Yanzhou drinking and drinking for a long time. Is there something on my mind?”
　　Yang Yanzhou smiled and said: “Brother Lao Wan misses, Yanzhou has nothing to do.”
　　 “Could it be that there are so many talented masters tonight, none of them can get into the eyes of Brother Yanzhou?” The talented man surnamed Wan smiled and said jokingly: “Yes, Brother Wan is the number one in my Qing’an Mansion. A gifted man has a lot of rifts in his chest. The proud work I am waiting for, in the eyes of Brother Wan, I am afraid it is extremely mediocre.”
　　Yang Yanzhou knew that he was teasing himself. He only smiled and did not speak. At this time, only the talented man surnamed Wan spoke again: “Yesterday’s “Drinking Alone under the Moon” and “Niannujiao”, brother Yanzhou Have you heard it?”
　　 Yang Yanzhou nodded when he heard the words, and said: “Today, the entire Qing’an Mansion is discussing this matter. How can you not know such a good work?”
　　”It’s the first time I heard about the name of the Yunying Poetry Society, but I don’t know the Little Poetry Society. Among the few women, there are also hidden dragons and tigers. I heard that several talented women from the Yunying Poetry Society are also there. Here, Brother Yanzhou, would you like to visit with me?” The talented man surnamed Wan looked at him and smiled.
　　 “I heard that these two poems weren’t made by women, but since they are related to the Yunying Poetry Club, let’s go take a look.” Yang Yanzhou nodded.
　　 The two laughed and talked all the way, walked out of the water pavilion in the middle, and walked in a certain direction.
　　 “Look, it’s not…”
　　”That’s Young Master Yang, he came over here!”
　　 “Ah, is he Yang Yanzhou, the number one talented man in Qing’an Prefecture?”
　　”Come here, come here, is Young Master Yang coming to us?”
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　　 Yang Yanzhou’s name is extremely resounding in Qing’an Mansion. As the people who have paid the most attention tonight, no matter where they go, they are destined to be the focus of everyone’s attention.
　　 He has no poems out tonight, I don’t know how many people are staring at him.
　　Especially those women who admire his talents are even more beautiful. They are always paying attention to his every move, and there is no small commotion.
In the pavilion in the corner of 　　, several women from Yunying Poetry Club circulated each other’s masterpieces that had been circulated tonight, whispering in private from time to time, there was a faint envy on the pretty face.
　　 Wan Ruoqing excerpted her favorite poems from the side, Zeng Zuimo leaned on her shoulder, her beautiful eyes staring in a certain direction in a dazed manner, seemingly distracted.
　　 She actually didn’t have much interest in this poem meeting, she just thought that if she could meet that Li Yi here, she would definitely ask, what kind of technique was used in that painting? Vivid, but until now, there is still no news. Although regretful in my heart, I also realize that the person is afraid that he will not come.
　　 glanced inadvertently, it seemed that a graceful figure flashed by, and a beautiful profile appeared in front of Zeng Zuimo’s eyes. After she was taken aback for a while, she stood up abruptly.
　　 “What’s wrong?”
　　 This sudden action ~IndoMTL.com~ made Wan Ruoqing startled, so he stopped writing and looked at her and asked with concern.
　　 “It’s her, I saw her just now!”
　　 Zeng Zui Mo Qiao’s face was full of excitement, and she glanced around anxiously, but she never found the shadow that had been engraved deep in her mind.
　　”Who did you see?” Seemingly asked suspiciously.
　　 “The woman in the painting, I really saw her just now!” The figure disappeared after a flash, and Zeng Zuimo’s tone became a little anxious.
　　 “What, did you see the woman in the painting, where is it?” After hearing this, Wan Ruoqing was taken aback for a while, and immediately stood up and looked at her and asked.
　　 “It’s there!” Zeng Zuimo pointed his finger in a certain direction, and said, “The one who was still there just now, I can’t see it in the blink of an eye.”
　　”Is it a mistake?” Wan Ruoqing asked with some uncertainty.
　　 “You can’t read it wrong.” Zeng Zuimo said positively.
　　 Since these days, she has copied the painting every day. The face of that beautiful woman has been engraved in her mind. How can she admit her mistake?
　　 As long as you can find the woman, you can naturally find the person who painted the painting, that is, the talented man named Li Yi. Zeng Zuimo was anxious, and was about to search for it. Not far away, several figures walked here. come.
　　As the people approached, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to start to change a little abnormally.
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　　 At this time, somewhere in the park.
　　”Dare to ask the girl your last name?”
　　 Li Xuan politely looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and said with a smile.
　　 Liu Ruyi glanced at him faintly, and spit out a word coldly.
　　 “Go!”